This is a song about "Sweet perfume"

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

He still got the smell of my perfume on his sweater

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Miss your silly laugh and your nasal burning perfume

You think you put in work? that's sweet

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

My exs all bitter because im living sweet

Cause they right down the street

Baby your nothing but sweet,

Well my song is sweet like adele's

After lebron, i'm what's next